Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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Alas, I really didn't mean to sound provocative, I swear.

— Well, it was actually on purpose.

I still have a part of the anger and unwillingness in my heart for the mysterious disappearance of more than a dozen pages of notes. I simmered slowly, and two bubbles popped up from time to time.

——Anyway, it wasn’t me who suffered.

May Merlin bless Mr. Diary.

Thankfully, I'm the one writing the diary, not the diary itself, so I don't have to rack my brains trying to figure out what to do with the tough guy outside the diary.

Correspondingly, Mr. Riddle must have worked very hard.

Only I know best how hated I am when I am annoying.

I just want to see what Mr. Smart Diary can do.

Maybe he sensed my true intention, maybe it was a test, he told me that he got 12 O in NEWTs

Tom Marvolo Riddle, I've made an appointment with you as my best friend today! !

-5-

It’s not that I’m greedy for Riddle’s 12 O’s, I’m talking like no one has them, the main thing is to discuss (bushi)

Even in Ravenclaw, there are very few people like me who are proficient in all subjects (I really don't mean to show off), otherwise the Academy Cup would have been fully covered by Ravenclaw.Even my roommate, Agatha, has emphasis and bias, and some subjects she is not good at.

I understand, I understand that people's energy is limited, and people's interests are also biased. Everyone is free to choose the subjects they are interested in and put more effort into it, and they will inevitably have a negative reaction to the subjects they don't like or are not good at. neglected.

I understand.

But I will never accept it! !

Knowledge is fair and I do not allow myself to be treated differently!

I swear that I will treat every subject that is tested or not tested fairly, and devote my whole life to them, and there will be no subject discrimination!

In fact, this is one of the reasons why Professor Flitwick has been looking at me and sighing.

If I put relatively more attention on the study of one of the courses, or simply focus on the twelve courses that the NEWTs will take, the achievements I can achieve in these fields will be astonishing.

But I am like a stinky kid picking up shells randomly on the beach. I am very interested in every shell, picking up and throwing it all the way. time.

But therein lies the problem.

They realized my talent and hoped that I could become the next Dumbledore and Nicolas, and create an amazing academic hall, but I just wanted to pick up shells.

What matters is picking up the shells themselves.

Having said all that, I just wanted to say that if Tom Riddle didn't have 12 O's, I'd use him as a bed foot after class.

After realizing that this diary is an existence that can communicate, and even give me inspiration and feedback, I admit that my attitude towards Riddle has undergone a 180-degree change.

The big change means that I changed the definition of him from "diary" to "extracurricular instruction book".

When I was in elementary school, my Muggle parents brought me back an electronic learning tool, which could look up a dictionary, enter my textbook, and guide me to study to a certain extent.

Riddle's position here is similar to mine.

"Tom, how many different properties does Mutated Baixian and Bezoar have after mixing?"

"Tom, what are the different interpretations of the three theorems of Transfiguration?"

"Tom, what are the essential similarities between house-elves and ancient goblins?"

……

He is good at everything, and he can give me new inspiration from his own perspective every time.

Merlin, I suddenly understand why I have never been in love for so many years.

That's because God didn't give me a Tom Riddle!

If Hogwarts had such a well-educated, well-informed, and well-versed boy, even if he was a first-year boy, I would go after him... right?

Alas, it doesn't work either.

After all, I still look at the face.

"Pauline, I think you've been a little weird lately." During dinner, Agatha sat next to me, pushed her glasses, and looked at me with a serious expression, "Are you in love?"

The Ravenclaw long table instantly raised a head.

"No, why do you ask that?" I ignored my classmates who were too gossiping, and asked with a frown, "Did you hear any rumors? It wouldn't be that Wittman from Gryffindor said again What is it?"

Wittman from Gryffindor has been chasing me since the third grade. From the very beginning, he made a big bet that he would take me down for a month. Then he stalked me and chased me every class. Now he is in the seventh grade. Still haven't given up.

I have clearly rejected it many times, but he acted as if he couldn't understand human speech. I seriously doubt that he was so persistent mainly to copy my homework and prostitute my NEWTs tutoring for nothing.

I will never let him succeed.

"Actually, isn't he good-looking?" The school girl next to me jumped in instantly, looking at me gossipingly, "The family is quite rich, and although he had ulterior motives at first, after chasing after so many years, he has sincerity. .”

It's as if I have no money and I don't look good!

"His grades are too bad." I said casually, "NEWTs can't get 12 O's, so in my opinion there is no need for a relationship."

Ravenclaw and the Gryffindor table behind them exclaimed.

"Merlin—" the junior girl leaned back tactically, "Excuse me, excuse me, let's talk about it."

"So," only Agatha persisted in the original topic, "that guy got 12 O's in NEWTs?"

I was busy spreading the blueberry sauce on the bun, "Which one?"

"It's the person who keeps you writing in this black book."

I paused.

The long tables of Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Slytherin gradually fell silent.

Eerily quiet.

"Don't you have anything else to talk about?" I couldn't bear it anymore, and looked around impatiently, "Merlin, is my emotional state so good?"

"So it's true?" A second-year student exclaimed at the end of the long Ravenclaw table, "Who is that man?"

——So should I be relieved that so many people care about my relationship status? ?

"No, no, no one." I smeared blueberry jam indifferently, refusing to communicate with this group of excess energy trolls.

"Pauline, you know," Agatha said softly, "When you want to talk, I'm always there, no matter who he is, I will support you."

It's touching - no wonder!

We've been eating and living together for seven years, how can I not know Agatha's heart of gossip under her cold and bully appearance?

Why are you willing to listen to my confidant at any time, so you obviously want to hear first-hand gossip, right? ?

"So," I stopped smearing the blueberry sauce, and squinted at her, "do you think I'm a hypocritical girl who is in a crazy relationship and has nowhere to talk, and can only write hypocritical speeches in a tattered diary?"

"I didn't mean that." Agatha's expression told me that she meant it. "After all, you know—who keeps a diary?"

I laugh out loud.

"You're right," I nodded, expressing full agreement, "Who is a serious person to keep a diary?"

Merlin, I must use these words against Riddle!

"Maybe you want to see what I wrote?" I looked at her with interest.

Agatha's eyes suddenly burst into light, and she pushed her glasses subconsciously, pretending to be serious, "Is it okay?"

Alas, gossip roommate.

"What's wrong?" I laughed, took out the diary generously, and spread it out for her to read.

Agatha was a hungry tiger, and under the common gaze of several long tables, she opened the diary as expected.

Then, her expression gradually went blank.

As blank as Riddle's diary.

"You didn't write anything?" She couldn't believe it. "Impossible!"

She took out her wand, "Speedfall!"

blank.

"Stop the curse!"

blank.

Agatha used a dozen spells in my presence, but Riddle's diary was so blank, like so many people's brains, that there was nothing in it.

"Unbelievable." Agatha looked at me with unbelievable eyes, "You actually learned a new spell, and I didn't even know it!"

The raging fighting spirit was burning in her eyes, she swallowed the buns in two or three bites, picked up her schoolbag roughly, and hurried to the library, "I must find out what spell you used."

I looked at her back and laughed again.

This is my roommate, Xueba hides a gossip heart under his appearance, but the gossip heart is not as good as Xueba's essence.

You see, now she has completely forgotten about my possible crush and is focused on winning me over.

This kind of undisguised aggressiveness and lack of conscious desire to explore is actually quite uncomfortable, so to be honest, Agatha doesn't have many friends, mainly Ollie and me.

Ollie is a good-tempered little angel who can tolerate Agatha's shortcomings.

As far as I can tolerate—

It's because I'm an asshole.

You see, no matter how many times Agatha told me she would surpass me, now that we are graduating, it hasn't happened.

To be honest, I can quite understand Agatha, no matter how good-tempered a person is, facing himself as a college bully, he works diligently to study and practice, but for seven years, he has been losing to the half-hearted, messed up person in the same bed who feels nothing. Hobbies, idlers, who have never won, anyone will be upset.

——Oops, the more I say it, the more I look like a bitch.

Stop.

In short, Agatha has a straight temper. She will not vent her grievances to me, let alone harbor hatred in her heart. She will only challenge me time and time again, and strive to catch up.

In a way, she is really a very powerful person.

So sometimes I even wonder if a half-hearted and idle person like me has failed his talent, and should give this talent to a person like Agatha who studies hard and devotes himself to study—do you think I would say that?

impossible.

As I said, I reject subject discrimination.

I resent any attempt to place one discipline or disciplines above any other.

Just because NEWTs don't take the test, so my research on Occlumency, Animagus, Hebrew mythology and magic is not doing my job properly?

Just because NEWTs have to be tested, so I can live up to my talent by studying potions with all my heart?

If Merlin, the old man, hears this argument, the coffin will not be able to hold it down, right?

Countless people have told me earnestly that a person's life is limited, but knowledge is unlimited. If I put my energy into a large number of fields without screening, the end will be nothing, so I should try my best to Find out the most useful and interesting subjects early, devote yourself to research continuously and attentively, and don't look at the eccentricity of other subjects.

After I listened to it, I called it professional again and again, but I turned around and wanted to ask:

What kind of nonsense is this?

Can anyone define which subject is the most meaningful?

And if I don't study one by one and try each subject, how can I be sure what I'm really interested in?

How many people have never been able to get an O in NEWTs in their lifetime, and apply the experience they have summed up to me. Don't these people really feel that this is a humiliation to me?

I never felt that I was wasting my talent. On the contrary, I can say without reservation that no one is worthy of my talent except me.

——Now you should understand why I called myself an asshole, right?

Arrogant and arrogant, I am humble on the outside, but mocking on the inside.

I am well aware of this, but have no intention of changing it.

【Your roommate really doesn't know how to measure】

Riddle is sorry for me.

[Some people are extraordinary in their lives, and what ordinary people need to do is to accept this difference and respect and fear such extraordinary people]

My hand, which was about to write, paused.

Can't tell, a diary has such a strong self-esteem? ?

Although I could feel Riddle's extreme confidence and arrogance in the previous exchanges, I didn't take it seriously at all...

Well, I admit that I completely regard the diary as a reference book for communication. Although the wording is polite, as if I am facing a senior I respect, this cannot conceal the fact that I regard it as a tool.

Thinking back carefully, in fact, during the conversation, Riddle was not simply answering my questions, or just collecting my information as a characteristic of the magic item.

He was communicating with me consciously and appealingly.

He tried to understand me, and even seduced me during the conversation, throwing out the words on purpose, trying to take advantage of my thirst for knowledge and lure me to ask for more knowledge, or his experience and thinking.

During this process, I also intentionally or unintentionally followed his words to answer my curiosity and confusion, or to explore the characteristics of this diary, but at that time I just wanted to know the details of this diary. Side effects, but never thought that this might be Riddle's trick.

More often than not, I ignored him.

I recall many conversations:

Riddle: The professors may tell you that the fangs of the black-winged snake can be used as medicines, but they avoid talking about the strange and highly lethal magical medicines that it can concoct. , but I think that there is no distinction between good and evil in knowledge, only absurd and ignorant people will divide good and evil, and fear knowledge.

——Now that I think about it, I know that he wants to lure me to learn about lethal magic drugs and practice them, right?

But how did I answer it?

P: Well, you are so right. I didn’t expect you to know the magical drug usage of the black-winged snake’s fangs. Then, do you know how many symbols it has in alchemy and ancient runes?I know several, if you know more please add balabalabala

Then Riddle was forced to watch me write a two-page paper on the unknown usage of the black-winged snake's fangs, and had a heated academic discussion with me on this, from 05:30 in the afternoon to [-]:[-], I used Thunder I couldn't cover my ears and wrote "Goodbye, I'm going to have dinner", put down my pen contentedly, and put away my notebook.

I still remember how delicious the pork knuckle was that day.

and also.

Riddle: The acquisition of knowledge is always accompanied by danger and sacrifice, and only fools will stop.The venom of the eight-eyed spider is mixed with the tears of the mermaid. If the ratio is right, a potion that can improve human perception and thinking activity will be obtained.However, if the preparation fails, once you drink it, it will produce a huge explosion, which is enough to kill you on the spot. It is recommended not to try it yourself.

——Now that I think about it, I know that he wants to lure me to arrest others for human experiments, right?

But how did I answer it?

P: Thank you for your reminder. After I become a great magician and gain fame, I will tell more people about this formula and experimental method. There will definitely be those crazy people who are not afraid of entering Azkaban who are willing to experiment. , when the time comes, I can prostitute the formula and results for nothing!

... Anyway, after I finished writing this sentence, Riddle fell into a strange silence.

Maybe I didn't expect the two of us to get together.

But at that time, I didn't regard Riddle as a human being at all, so how could I think so much?

I only have academics in my heart, and Riddle loves to talk but doesn’t talk. Anyway, I only care about whether my questions have been answered. I filter out any other words as nonsense. It would be good if he was silent while I was studying .

He doesn't even know my name until now, only P

Thinking about it this way, he is also quite miserable.

Sorry.

I should have noticed something wrong with him earlier, but because I am too strong (crossed out), too proficient in the elements of Occlumency and black magic items, and I regularly conduct comprehensive physical examinations on myself every day, so Didn't realize the danger of this diary.

If I don't know Occlumency, or if I don't control myself so meticulously, maybe I have become his puppet unconsciously.

But it would be a bit too bad for me to remove the Occlumency right now to understand how dangerous this diary is.

Oh, why do you think so much, anyway, I am the one who writes in the diary, not the diary Mr. Tom Riddle, the benefits of whoring for nothing, don’t do it for nothing, let Riddle have a headache!

Probably because of my long silence, Riddle felt hopeful.

【She treats you so contemptuously and disrespectfully without due fear and respect. With all due respect, P. Tolerance and forbearance cannot bring peace and beauty. Fools will always take your virtues as your timidity and treat them Take your ignorance as courage, your stupidity as achievement.Your pampering is the breeding ground for the next offense to be born. 】

Alas, look at this exquisite rhetoric, look at this majestic statement.

Even if those brats chasing me have three quarters of Riddle's literary quality, I can still bite the bullet and say a few more words to them?

Considering that Riddle's level of knowledge is so in line with my aesthetics, it is rare for me to raise a smile and write pleasantly:

"Tom, I'm so relieved to have you as a friend. I'm so sorry we couldn't be born in the same era. Maybe we will be good friends so that I won't be as lonely as I am now. Alas, I don't mean Aga Sha is not good, but sometimes... I always have a feeling that she and I are not the same kind of people."

—Is it enough to have a heart-to-heart conversation?Enticing enough, right?

Let me see what little thoughts you Riddle have hidden.

[I understand what you mean, P, I am also very disappointed a lot of times, it would be such a joy to study at Hogwarts with you, you are more knowledgeable, funny and reserved than all the girls I have ever met , talking to you is like listening to a mermaid's singing. 】

Alas, Tom Riddle would tell the truth.

[But speaking of Agatha, I have to say to you seriously, P, that as your friend, I must point out that her presence is not a pleasant thing to you.You may regard her as a friend, but she may not, otherwise she would not press you with such an aggressive posture and uncomfortable tone, let alone reveal your privacy to the public.I think she may be jealous of your extraordinary talent, but you can't match it, the product of extreme distortion. 】

[If this trouble cannot be solved in time, this situation will intensify, which may have a great negative impact on your future academic research]

...?

If I hadn't known the truth, I would have thought that Agatha herself would have acted as a vicious female supporting role, madly persecuting me as a silly little white flower at Hogwarts.

But I can understand Riddle's intentions.

Whenever I have the slightest dissatisfaction with Agatha, I am likely to be seduced by his highly provocative remarks.Combined with Riddle's pre-Azkaban remarks about the dangers of getting started...

Merlin, maybe I'm ready to go to Azkaban for academics one day, but I'm not ready to hang out with a dementor for blowing up my roommate?

What was it that gave Riddle the illusion that I would kill my roommate? ?

I was lost in thought, thinking about suspicious chat records in my memory.

Wait, could it be——

Riddle: There should be no limit to the exploration of knowledge, but this society has added too many obstacles to us.Many masters I know, all of them are the soul figures of the contemporary magic research circles. They strive to explore knowledge and broaden human horizons, but the secular world can hardly understand their contribution to society. Instead, they fear them like tigers and even send them to Ah Zkaban.The tragedy of a society of fools.

——No matter how you look at it now, it's tempting me to move forward to a very dangerous day, right?

I should sternly refuse, after all, there is still a lot of knowledge in this world that can be learned without entering Azkaban, I can't give up the sea for a small pond!

But I was...

P: You are right. For those of us who are chasing the truth, Azkaban is not intimidating. The people sitting in it are all our seniors and sisters. An astonishing achievement, perhaps for us, entering Azkaban is tantamount to further study, so we don't need to be afraid, just move forward towards the truth.

It looks like he is terminally ill and has something wrong with his brain, right? ?

No wonder Riddle hasn't given up on communicating with me, so it's because I gave him the illusion that he can be "transformed" successfully?

The clown was me? ?

But I was discussing dementors with him!

If you don't study in Azkaban, how can you wait for the day when Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic reach an educational agreement and carry out the "Dementors Entering the Campus" activity? ?

PS. When I said this, I must have never expected that just a year after I graduated, they really put dementors in the school. If I had known earlier, maybe I would have applied for a deferral of graduation (x)

I thought about it and wrote:

"So, what do you think I should do?"

I thought that Riddle would directly give me a malicious idea enough to enter Azkaban, but I didn’t expect him to become cunning at this time—maybe it’s because I haven’t unlocked the Occlumency and haven’t shown enough trust The way he looked, made him test my thoughts more carefully.

【I have no idea?It depends on how you plan.But from my point of view, I think you should teach her an unforgettable lesson]

Unforgettable, lesson.

Needless to say, I knew exactly what he was referring to.

Anyway, it was enough to get me fired, or even sent to Azkaban directly.

As long as I act impulsively and really follow what he said, then I will feel regretful and fearful after I do it, for fear of being discovered by others, and Riddle can be like a great hero, helping me solve my worries and get rid of suspicion.

Correspondingly, I will rely on him more, and I cannot do without him.

At that time, I will become a puppet of a dark magic item.

I wanted to test Riddle more, but more than a month of getting along with him made me realize that this is a cunning and keen... I don't know, magic item, or, person?

In short, the temptation can only be a small amount and many times, and enough is enough.

I'm not going to ask any further questions, and cause Riddle's vigilance.

"Lesson?" I wrote. "You have a good point. I have put up with Agatha for many years, but she never knows when enough is enough. It's time to teach her a lesson."

Riddle asked me politely.

[So, what are you going to do? 】

How to do it?

I twirled the quill, quickly got an idea, and calmly wrote in the diary:

"I want to study secretly, get a peerless test result, and surprise everyone, let Agatha go sour!"

Riddle: ? ? ?